Текст песни Darkside - Polo G
Uh,
uh,
uh,
uh
Uh,
uh
I'm
the
type
to
prove
it,
I
don't
talk
It
don't
matter
what
he
do,
it's
all
his
fault
Stick
together
as
one,
it's
still
confusin'
how
we
lost
I
just
wanted
piece
of
mind
from
all
these
suicidal
thoughts
Off
the
porch,
to
rob
and
shoot
all
he
was
taught
He
was
cappin',
bust
that
U-ey,
now
he
caught
Think
it's
sweet
'cause
he
just
coolin'
while
we
stalk
Yellow
tape,
his
body
fluid
move
across
that
chalk
In
the
slums,
that's
where
his
heart
lies
Tryna
find
his
way
out
in
the
dark
side
Lately,
I've
been
out
of
touch
with
all
my
feelings
So
when
you
say
you
love
me,
I
don't
get
it
I
don't
try
to
act
like
I'm
above
'em,
I'm
just
different
And
I'm
boolin'
with
my
Bloods,
know
how
we
drippin'
Fuck
them
niggas
forever,
I'm
holdin'
grudges
with
my
gremlins
Bitch,
I'm
strapped
up
like
a
stud,
I'm
pistol
grippin'
We'll
let
the
whole
clip
off
in
the
club
like
fuck
a
snippet
Shit
been
crazy,
I've
been
tryna
tell
my
thugs
to
stop
the
killin'
I
just
hope
them
gangster
angels
come
and
hug
him
while
he
drillin'
I
might
never
cough
again
from
all
that
mud
that
I
was
sippin'
Missin'
school
every
day,
but
on
that
block,
perfect
attendance
Bein'
broke
the
root
of
evil,
it'll
turn
you
to
a
menace
It's
so
hard
to
beat
the
odds
when
we
was
taught
to
be
statistics
In
this
life,
you
only
see
the
graveyard
or
go
to
prison
I'm
the
type
to
prove
it,
I
don't
talk
It
don't
matter
what
he
do,
it's
all
his
fault
Stick
together
as
one,
it's
still
confusin'
how
we
lost
I
just
wanted
piece
of
mind
from
all
these
suicidal
thoughts
Off
the
porch,
to
rob
and
shoot
all
he
was
taught
He
was
cappin',
bust
that
U-ey,
now
he
caught
Think
it's
sweet
'cause
he
just
coolin'
while
we
stalk
Yellow
tape,
his
body
fluid
move
across
that
chalk
In
the
slums,
that's
where
his
heart
lies
Tryna
find
his
way
out
in
the
dark
side
All
alone
without
no
friends,
I
wish
I
could
be
cool
with
everybody
Thinkin'
'bout
them
snakes,
I
wish
I
would
be
cool
with
everybody
Appreciate
this
life
'cause
I
done
seen
dead
bodies
Foenem
keep
slidin'
with
them
sticks,
but
they
ain't
playin'
hockey
I
contemplate
'fore
every
move,
can't
never
play
it
sloppy
Confuse
my
confidence
with
arrogance
like
he
so
damn
cocky
I
beat
it
up
just
off
my
name,
I'm
abusin'
my
power
As
a
kid,
I
saw
my
grandmama
abusin'
that
powder
Nobody
God,
fuck
the
fame,
G22
in
my
trousers
Cuz
hate
the
other
side,
for
fun,
he
shoot
at
them
cowards
They
just
steady
hittin'
blocks
and
they
might
do
that
for
hours
Them
hollows
rain,
he
better
hope
he
bulletproof
in
that
shower
I'm
the
type
to
prove
it,
I
don't
talk
It
don't
matter
what
he
do,
it's
all
his
fault
Stick
together
as
one,
it's
still
confusin'
how
we
lost
I
just
wanted
piece
of
mind
from
all
these
suicidal
thoughts
Off
the
porch,
to
rob
and
shoot
all
he
was
taught
He
was
cappin',
bust
that
U-ey,
now
he
caught
Think
it's
sweet
'cause
he
just
coolin'
while
we
stalk
Yellow
tape,
his
body
fluid
move
across
that
chalk
In
the
slums,
that's
where
his
heart
lies
Tryna
find
his
way
out
in
the
dark
side
1 God's Favorite
2 No Recruits
3 Barely Holdin' On
4 Only Gang
5 Same Me
6 Detox
7 Thorns
8 G63
9 We Uh Shoot
10 Rain Fallin
11 Distraction
12 No Turning Back
13 Angels In The Sky
14 Darkside
15 Bad Kids
16 Survival Of The Fittest
17 Father's Day
18 From The Heart
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